Caleb’s face darkens, likely thinking dire thoughts. If the rebel stronghold is that close to Hector and Gladys’s estate, there is reason to suspect the two might be working in tandem. And with Hector on the loose somewhere…
“Have you seen my father in any of your dealings with the rebels?” Caleb asks Scott.
Scott shakes his head. “Wherever your father is, he’s deeply entrenched. But if he’s in these lands, which seems likely, then we wouldn’t be able to know. Gladys, with her rising popularity, has added more security to her lands. The entire pack lands has been shut down to outsiders. Even under cover, none of my fellow scouts have been able to break through the border.”
Worry creeps into my heart. “They could be doing anything in there.” Like harboring a fugitive like Hector. Or tort
